superhuman evolution

Chapter 89
Song Anran's expression darkened immediately, and he hurriedly asked, "What? What's going on?"

It's just that he was impatient, apparently unaware of his deterrent power. With more than a dozen lives on his back, his face was stern, and an invisible awe-inspiring aura of killing emerged spontaneously, and the whole room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

In Fang Jue's perception, the kind big brother in front of her turned into a hungry tiger who chose people and craved him in the blink of an eye, which made her scalp numb and her spine feel cold.

In an instant, Fang Jue's face turned extremely pale, and he couldn't speak fluently.

"Brother Song...I'm sorry! I have a good classmate's... aunt, who was also stabbed by that woman, and the house seems to have collapsed! She looks so pitiful, I can't help it, just... just... you ...you are so scary...Wow..."

Fang Jue couldn't help crying, turned around and ran out.

Song Anran was startled, touched his face, and thought to himself, he looks pretty, why is he so scary?
However, thinking of what Fang Jue said, Song Anran had a headache!
He can evade it, Fang Jue is talking nonsense, but if someone has a heart to check it carefully?

Although Fang Wenxuan said that when he went to the hospital for an examination, he used a pseudonym, but his appearance cannot be changed.

It is easy to find out if someone with a heart takes Fang Jue's photo, calls out the surveillance, or asks the doctor or nurse on duty at that time!

However, if you try to cover it up at this time, it will be more likely to attract some people's attention!
Thinking about it, Song Anran became more and more irritable!

He stood up abruptly, and said to himself: "Chacha, why bother to look forward and backward, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, one step counts as one step. If it doesn't work, go up the mountain to fight guerrilla!"

Song Anran, who had made up her mind, felt less restless in her heart, no longer entangled in this matter, and began to care about Fang Jue.

Worried that she would do something stupid, Song Anran dialed Fang Wenxuan's phone and told what happened just now in a flat tone.

Fang Wenxuan at the other end of the communication immediately became as big as a bull and stammered, "I...I...I told her so, this girl...this girl..."

"She just wants to help others, and she has a good idea! The matter has come to this point, don't blame her too much, just let her admit that she is just talking nonsense for a while!"

During the phone call, Song Anran's tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care too much, and softly ordered: "Don't do other remedial things. At this time, the more you do, the worse things will be! Try to make this matter a child The nonsense, the more low-key the better!"

Fang Wenxuan promised nonuo, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

For the current Fang Wenxuan, it would be an exaggeration to say that Song Anran's attitude towards him directly determines whether he is in heaven or hell, and he cannot allow him to think too much.

Song Anran was calm about what should have been a rage. This was the ultimate expression of anger.Fang Wenxuan held the phone in his hand, but his body was bowed violently, and the sweat on his forehead dripped onto the floor in big drops.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Wenxuan's face contorted and twitched violently. Looking at Zhou Xue, who was beaming and still immersed in joy and excitement, his anger erupted like a volcano.

"You bastard, Jue'er has been taught badly by you, and there is no one in her mouth!" Fang Wenxuan roared, threw himself on Zhou Xue, and began to shoot left and right.

"Dad! Mom!"

Fang Jue, with tears in his eyes, just entered the house and was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and shouted loudly.

Song Anran was standing on the top of the building, looking up at the obscure stars in the night sky, feeling a sense of loneliness welling up in his heart, he dialed that very familiar phone again.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

As expected, Song Anran hung up the phone sadly. After Lin Fei'er left that day, it seemed as if the world had evaporated. No matter what time she called her mobile phone, it was always turned off.

He sighed, raised his hand and waved towards the stars in the night sky, as if he was greeting someone!

Song Anran was about to jump off the villa, but stopped for a moment. He keenly caught the roar of an engine that was overwhelmed, and the sound was approaching quickly!

He looked around, and saw a silver-gray BMW suddenly flashing from behind the street trees and galloping towards it!

This is Fang Wenxuan's car!
The BMW rushed to the front at full speed, and only braked suddenly. After the car slid a few black scratches on the ground, it barely stopped in front of the fence!
Fang Wenxuan jumped out of the car with agility that was not commensurate with his size, hugged Jue Fang from the passenger seat, ran into the courtyard in a hurry, and shouted: "Master, save Jue'er quickly!"

Song Anran directly moved the roof of the building and jumped down, standing in front of Fang Wenxuan.

Seeing Fang Jue in a coma covered with a lot of blood, Song Anran was even more surprised, and asked angrily, "What's going on? Didn't I tell you not to blame her too much?"

"I didn't...I didn't..." Fang Wenxuan couldn't even speak clearly!

Seeing this, Song Anran hurriedly took over Fang Jue!

At this time, Zhou Xue also ran over, crying and shouting: "Master, this is Jue'er's little finger!"

Only then did Song Anran realize that Zhou Xue was holding a small finger in her hand, and Fang Jue's left hand was wrapped with a white towel, which was already soaked in blood!
Now is not the time to ask why, Song Anran hastily untied the towel, took the severed finger, pointed at the broken stubble of Fang Jue's left little finger, and said silently: "System, quickly connect it!"

That is, in the blink of an eye, Fang Jue's severed finger was spliced, and the pale little finger was bloody again, returning to its original state.

Seeing this scene, both Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. While they were extremely surprised, they felt that it should be so. It seemed that there was nothing Song Anran could not do.

Song Anran checked again and found that Fang Jue had no other injuries, and now he just passed out.

Carrying Fang Jue into the villa, Song Anran gently put her on the sofa, turned around and looked coldly at Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue who followed.

He also noticed that there were several slap marks on Zhou Xue's left and right cheeks, which were already red and swollen, and Fang Wenxuan's face also had a few blood spots, which were obviously scratched by Zhou Xue with his nails.

Song Anran said coldly: "Tell me, what happened?"

Fang Wenxuan stood obediently, lowered his head, and explained with some fear: "Master, it's all my fault. I didn't discipline them well! Fang Jue followed Zhou Xue's example. Seriousness, easily leaked the matter. While I was disciplining Zhou Xue, Fang Jue came back, and I was so angry that I slapped... slapped her!"

He touched his face and continued: "Zhou Xue was crazy at the time and scratched me hard, but we didn't notice Fang Jue. After a while, she came out of the kitchen, raised her bloody left hand, and shouted loudly She's wrong, she shouldn't have listened to the adults' advice, she will use her severed finger to teach herself a lesson!"

Seeing Song Anran's livid face, Zhou Xue was also frightened, and said tremblingly, "Master, it's all my fault in the final analysis. I've always been quick-spoken, but Jue'er is just following me. She's still a child. Don't blame me. She! If you want to punish, punish me!"

Song Anran was also very annoyed that things had become like this.

He took a few deep breaths, and said coldly: "The incident has already happened, and it will not help to pursue the responsibility! Now that Fang Jue has experienced the pain of cutting off his finger, he has learned his lesson."

"You guys carry her back, she has been frightened a lot tonight, don't blame her when she wakes up!"

"Well, thank you Master for your tolerance and understanding!"

Song Anran's face was neither angry nor happy, Fang Wenxuan and Zhou Xue didn't dare to make random guesses.

The ability Song Anran displayed was like a miracle, which made them even more awed. Fang Wenxuan picked up Fang Jue, and together with Zhou Xue, they exited the villa lightly.

The reason why Song Anran acted so indifferently also had his own considerations. He was already prepared to run away if something went wrong. Naturally, the less involvement with the people around him, the better!
(End of this chapter)